Within minutes I felt her vagina pulse as she cried Oh fuck yes! Im really cuming! Her orgasm, following everything that had gone before triggered min..., I filled her with squirt after squirt of my cum. Bravo Fred! Did you enjoy that, Lyn? Irmeli and Helen were standing above us, grinning and clapping. When I looked at them I could see cum dripping down their inner thighs. I just lay there, my cock still inside Lyn, her body pressing down on me. Lyn gave a little wiggle and said, Oh! Ive never. Her pussy dripped sweet juices all over my waist and her last thrust on me caused me to shoot think ropes of hot cum into her that i couldnt even manage to control because of her force. She got off of me and i just stared at her, waiting for her secrets to be revealed because i knew she had them. And i was right, thick black wings shot out of her back and a dark glowing halo hung above her head. I didnt gape at her like she probably thought i would, but id already seen too much weird to be. She quickly discovered that he was an ardent and very knowledgeable ornithologist. He used to lead teams at the weekends to watch birds in the Welsh mountains and on the cliffs. His wife, Eileen, always came too. It was not long before Annette became a friend as well as a student. Michael was in his early forties. He had played Rugby for Cardiff University and had retained his fitness. Eileen was in her late thirties. She had been a hockey player, not of Annette's standard, but had maintained. She exuded self-assurance in her movements and inner peace in her smile. She had come far from the withdrawn, suspicious girl of only months ago."And, for that matter," he mused, "I am no longer the lonely man that held the world at an arm's length, non? I no longer lock myself away behind a façade of anger and sarcasm. Never did I dare dream this possible. Oh, Christine!"Christine paused in her conversation with Khalid and gave Erik a sidelong glance."But mon amour, we did indeed dream of the.